VSisira
We met by coincidence at my favorite book store. I was reaching for a book when I accidentally knocked down two of them, one dropping on his head. Instead of yelling he started laughing, genuinely laughing. I tried to apologize but my breath caught in my throat as I turned to him. He had short messy hair, green eyes, tanned skin and perfect features.
"I'm so sorry" I stuttered out my eyes glued to his face.
"All good" He said in a deep voice tinged with a Italian accent as he helped me put the book back. I thanked him politely and offered to buy him coffee for the inconvenience and just like that we had swapped numbers.
Sounds like a classic love story, doesn't it? Little I didn't know I'd fallen for a monster - one who would devour me whole, destroy me piece by piece, and still leave me crawling back, desperate to be ruined all over again.